Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Luxembourg and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing kango's stein massive to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Andrew Hill,
Bluetip,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed,
Boredoms,
These Immortal Souls,
Moss Icon,
Funky Four + One,
Zapp,
Henry Cow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül II,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Enemy,
Barbara Tucker,
Sugar Minott,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
The Offenders,
Television Personalities,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Fraelich,
John Foxx,
Boz Scaggs,
Goldenarms,
Morten Harket,
World's Most,
Clear Light,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mary Jane Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Toasters,
Ken Boothe,
The Music Machine,
Erykah Badu,
DJ Sneak,
Roger Hodgson,
Michelle Simonal,
Con Funk Shun,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pere Ubu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Starr,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Charles Mingus,
Roxette,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tommy Roe,
Hot Snakes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bush Tetras,
The Leaves,
The Grass Roots,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.